Page 23 of A Layperry's Heart
Aldo’s hands run over my thighs. A shiver runs through me at the soft, intimate touch. When his thumbs open my cheeks, I whimper, overwhelmed with my need. One of his thumbs presses against my hole and pleasure surges through me. I’m wet, so, so fucking wet. It drips from my hole down onto the sheets beneath me.
“Oh,” Aldo breathes out, his voice taking on an edge of wonder. “Okay. Yeah, I’m realizing more and more how fucking awesome it is that my boyfriend is an alien.”
I open my mouth to ask him to elaborate but the words are stolen from my lungs as his cock touches my hole. He pushes forward, breaching me with ease because of my slick. As he slowly pumps into me, my body stretches, accommodating him perfectly.
My brain is white with pleasure, my body delightfully overwhelmed with how good it feels to have Aldo inside of me. My tail flicks across his skin and I have to focus on keeping it still so I don’t smack him.
Once Aldo is all the way inside of me, his movements still. He runs his hands over my toned stomach and up to my nipples. He runs his thumbs over them until they’re hard nubs. I can’t do anything but lie there and take the pleasure that Aldo is giving me.
“Aldo,” I breathe out, doing my best to keep my composure and ask the question burning a fire inside my chest.
“Yes?”
“You called me your boyfriend.” More of a statement than a question but it is hard to focus when Aldo’s hips are rotating in a little circle, his cock grinding my insides just right to have my toes curling behind Aldo’s back.
“Shit,” he hisses out, his eyes widening. “Is that okay? I’m sorry, I should have asked you before assuming.”
“It is fine. What does it mean?”
“It’s umm, like partners. We go on dates, spend time together, touch each other, fuck. You’ll be mine and I’ll be yours.”
“Yes,” I say quickly. “Yes, I want that. You’re my boyfriend.”
Aldo grins down at me and he’s so beautiful like this it steals my breath once again. I dig my heel into his ass, forcing him to move without using any more words.
“Okay, okay. Bossy bottom,” he murmurs before pulling his hips back, just as slowly. Once just the head of his cock is still inside of me, he shoves back in, finally giving me the speed I crave.
“More,” I tell him. “More, Aldo. Fuck me. Come on.”
Aldo begins to fuck me in earnest and everything feels right within the world. I’ve never allowed another person to touch me in this way. No one back onDeltourahmade me feel the way that Aldo makes me feel. Maybe no one was worthy back then or maybe I was just waiting for Aldo. Maybe our Ancestors knew I would find the man destined to be mymatronout in the galaxy instead of back home.
I’m glad I waited for Aldo. This all feels so much more special, knowing he is my first and hopefully, he will also be my only and last.
“Aldo,” I gasp out as he adjusts his hips slightly, his cock nailing the sweet spot inside of me on every thrust. “Oh, Aldo! Yes! That feels so good!”
“God, Gendry. Your ass feels so good around me. I’ve never felt anything like this. So good. You’re gonna make me come.”
That heat inside of me somehow triples, burning inside of me so hot I’m not sure anything will ever put it out. My ass clenches around Aldo’s cock and my own dickacheswith the thought of having Aldo’s seed inside of me. I need that more than I’ve ever needed anything ever.
“Please,” I say breathlessly, my head soaring into the clouds as I’m lost in my lust. “Please, Aldo. Come inside of me. Mark me. Make me yours.Please!”
Aldo’s hands tighten around my hips so hard I’m sure there will be little purple bruises left behind. He fucks me even harder, the sound of his hips slapping into me loud in the otherwise quiet apartment. He feels so fucking good.
I wrap a hand around my cock, stroking myself quickly, matching Aldo’s rhythm. My tail snakes down between Aldo’s legs, caressing his balls from between his legs. He makes a startled noise before moaning in pleasure. Then I reach beneath his balls, massaging that spot underneath that feels so good on myself.
Before I have time to worry that maybe his anatomy is too different from my own, he moans, long and loud. His cheeks are bright red and his chest has a blush to match. He’s beautiful in his pleasure.
“I’m gonna come,” he warns me. My hand speeds up and my body locks up with pleasure. A moment later, I can feel his cock twitch and throb inside my tight, wet hole. His seed is scorching hot when it splashes against my insides, marking me as his.
It’s all too much. My hand squeezes my dick even harder as I stroke myself. Aldo pinches my nipples and I’m gone, flying off into the deep end of pleasure. Lightning races down my spine and my ass gets impossibly tighter around Aldo’s dick, milking every last drop of his cum from him. I cry out as cum flies from the tip of my dick, covering my belly with white.
I feel sated.
Back onDeltourah, after a workout with my fellow warriors, I always felt sore in a way that made me feel satisfied with the work we had done. This feels similar but for my bodyandmy soul. I feel seen and heard and tasted and experienced. I feel like a bond has formed between Aldo and I. It might not be amatronbond, but it’s very close, like the first step.
Aldo is mine, even if we don’t have a bond yet. I am his, in the human sense.
I do my best not to wince when Aldo pulls his cock from my ass. Every part of me is sensitive, pleasure still tingling over my skin. He leaves me for a moment before returning with a warm, wet cloth. He’s careful as he cleans the cum from my stomach and the slick from my ass.
